At last the months of agonising waiting are over.  Last night there was dancing in the streets of Southampton, Charlton and even long suffering Gillingham as each of their football teams won their respective games.  This was indeed a singular event in the sporting fortunes of Snopper Street as one has to go back to the late `80s for the last time the three teams claimed the maximum nine points out of nine on the same day.

I was at St. Mary`s along with grandaughter Sarah - a rose between assorted codgers - to witness Saints demolish the Posh of Peterborough 4-1, thanks to a stunning strike from Lee Barnard, a towering header from Jose Fonte, a rasping drive from Richard Chaplow and a deft header from our very own Brazilian Guly do Prado.  Could be promotion form?

Charlton took on the Glovers of Yeovil Town and despite the enforced absence of hardworking buzzin` pacy wideman Scott Wagstaff, whose dead leg had still not revived and who is reported to be suffering from the effects of a debilitating bug rampaging through the nearby Wagstaff household, romped home to their fifth consecutive win.  Could be promotion form? 

But pride of place this week must surely go to Gillingham who had not won away from home for all of 18 months - something like 35 games - but who yesterday went to the city of dreaming spires and took the points off Oxford United at the Kassam Stadium with a narrow 1-0 victory thanks to Cody McDonald`s 40th minute strike.  Could be survival form?

My near neighbour, the Gills supporting Hurting Slightly Less of Leybourne will now surely eschew Snopper`s heartfelt offer of football related stress management counselling now that his team have finally overcome their demons and got the monkey off their backs and he might now also take the chance to rebrand his nom-de-plume, as he has much to be encouraged by.

(I wonder how many months before we see a repeat of yesterday`s collective triumph?)